I ran from home at age 12 and never looked back. I can’t remember my parents. My last job was trimming hedges for the city. I was assigned the task of trimming the ivy near the Allen St. entrance to the 210. It was 95 degrees out yesterday, so I just quite. No f**n way am I trimming hedges under that sun.
Although I didn’t formally quit. I just failed to show up to work. Regardless, I still get checks in the mail.